The Veela and The Red-Head

Diagon Alley

A/N There's like no fan art for dron and I'm losing my mind.

Ron's POV

It was oddly eerie in this room, there wasn't any food and I was starving. "Wake up, wake up Ronald!" Someone called from far away, I opened my eyes and was startled to see Hermione standing above me. I quickly pulled the covers over my chest and sat up, "honestly." She muttered as she walked towards Harry's camp bed.

"Why do we have to be up so early?" I asked as I rubbed my eyes.

"Harry, Harry wake up!" She said before turning back to me. "Because we have to get our stuff from Diagon!"

"Well, what time is it?" I asked again, I could pretty much hear her roll her eyes.

"It's nine o'clock," she said, turning to make sure Harry was up.

"Morning, mate," I said as he put on his glasses.

"I take it we should be getting dressed?" He asked, I sighed and nodded as I got out of bed. We pulled on our trousers and jumpers before walking downstairs, mum had made bacon egg sandwiches for breakfast.

"Are we going by floo powder?" I asked, remembering the last time we had bacon egg sandwiches.

"Yes, Ron, here your letters have just come," she said handing me, Harry and Hermione letters that bore the Hogwarts crest. I opened mine and gaped at the prefects badge, surely they made a mistake, I couldn't be a prefect...could I?

"Look at this, Ron's got a prefects badge! So has Hermione!" Fred said with jealousy in his voice.

"That's everyone in the family!" Mum exclaimed, I chuckled at Fred and George's expression when she said this and looked over at Hermione.

"What are we then? Next door neighbors?" George asked with an unforgettable expression.

"Oh, George, cool it, what do you want for your prefect present?" She asked, looking up at me happily.

"Could I get a new broom? It doesn't have to be a Firebolt, just something other than the old cleansweep." I asked, the happy gleam left her eyes.

"Molly, can I speak with you? In private?" Harry asked, I watched as they left and sat on the couch. I watched as Fred replaced Harry's wand, which was lying on the table, with a fake wand.

"Alright, let's go to Diagon," mum said, walking back into the room everyone was in. We each grabbed some floo powder and threw it into the fire, each shouting "Diagon Alley!" before we each disappeared in the green flames that merely tickled. We walked through the street that was once packed with people, but now it was full of people crowding into shops to stay away from being free in the streets for attack.

"Ron, sweetie, I'm going to have to get you robes, I won't have enough for a new broom," mum said as we entered Madame Malkins, which was unlucky because Malfoy was in there with his Mother being fitted.

"Watch where you're sticking those pins, woman!" We heard him yell from the back room, he came out with his Mother and Madame Malkin following closely, Madame Malkin obviously wasn't finished with his left sleeve because she was trying to pull it up and fix it.

"Leave it, woman!" He yelled, furiously pulling his left sleeve down.

"Just send those by owl and I'll send it back with the money," his Mother said, kindly to the woman as Malfoy removed the robe and threw it hastily to the floor.

"What are you doing here, Weasels? I don't think you'll be able to afford new robes, your empty Gringotts vault said so." He sneered as he walked out.

"Don't listen to him, mum," I said softly, moving in to hug her as tears filled her eyes.

"It's ok, mum, really, we'll deal with him later," Fred and George said in unison as we all hugged her.

"It's ok, Molly, it wasn't his decision on whether you were a stay at home mum for seven kids, or that Arthur has not yet been promoted to a higher paying spot." Harry said, moving in to hug her as well when we all moved from the hug we enveloped her in.

"Thank you boys, I really appreciated that," she said sadly, I looked over at Hermione who was looking around at the robes.

"I could use some new robes," she said softly, we all looked at her confused as she moved over to Malkin.

"Hello, dear, would you like a fitting?" Madame Malkin asked looking Hermione up and down.

"Yes, just some casual robes," she said simply, we watched as Madame Malkin grabbed her magical tape measure and measured Hermione. After we finished in Madame Malkins we went to the owl shop to buy more treats for Pig and Hedwig, we went everywhere we needed before stopping by Fortescues where Harry bought us all ice cream.

"So, Ron, I have a bit of a present for you for making prefect," Harry said simply after Fortescue took our ice cream order. He stood and grabbed an oddly shaped parcel from his side, I looked at him confused as I grabbed it from him.

"What is it?" I asked softly looking at it, he chuckled and motioned for me to open it. Inside was a perfectly polished, shiny, neat Firebolt. "How did you afford this?"

"Well, I was left a small fortune in my parents vault, and when I went into Quality Quidditch Supplies the owner gave me a discount for being Harry Potter, I only had to pay fifty galleons, twelve knuts, and eleven sickles." He said, I gaped at him then looked back at the broom.

"Wow, Harry, thanks mate!" I said, getting up to pull him into a hug.

"No problem, ah look our ice creams here," he said, pointing to the man gliding towards us.

"Here you go," he said as he set it all down upon the table. Hermione had a chocolate peanut vanilla cone, Harry just had a plain chocolate cone, mum didn't want any, Fred and George had the same strawberry cone, and Ginny had a plain vanilla cone.

"Thank you, Harry," everyone said in sync as they happily ate their ice cream. After we ate the ice cream we went back to the Leaky Cauldron and flooed home, we ate dinner and went to bed.

A/N Yes, I know it's short but I have a question, also I came out to my mom that I'm pan, the way I did it made her confused as hell, but it went ok. Also, should I make Harry and Ron fuck buddies until Ron and Draco get together? If so, I'll have some Rarry, if that's what they call it, smut in the next chapter.